Computing

You live in the deeper recesses of the fort surrounded by villages in the mind of a dust-storm and in anair thick with voices of the heart.days creep by amidst cracked skin and charpoy ropes asevenings close in within the big gates. goats and camels share a fervent tale of heat and madness huddledwith men in nooks of night.

Far beyond a jingle of payals and a swish of blue adorning your breastsin a corridor touched by a moonshinemy mouth hunts riding your breathtonight.